La muerte en sus manos / Death In Her Hands
, by Moshfegh, Ottessa
- ISBN: 9788420456065 | 8420456063
- Cover: Paperback
- Copyright: 7/20/2021
El «toque Moshfegh» se consagra con su tercera y arrasadora novela.
Una mezcla única de novela negra y humor macabro, tan inimitable como la propia autora.
«Otessa Moshfegh es ya la next great thing de la literatura norteamericana. ¿Contrapartes en español? Sara Mesa, Mariana Enríquez o Elvira Navarro. Todas descendientes de hembras extrañas como Silvina Ocampo, Joy Williams y Sylvia Plath.» -Rodrigo Fresán, Vanity Fair
«Una escritora que, como Henry James o Vladimir Nabokov, está bendecida tanto con la genialidad como con la crueldad.» -The New Yorker
Mientras pasea a su perro por el bosque, Vesta Gul se topa con una nota manuscrita. «Se llamaba Magda. Nadie sabrá nunca quién la mató. No fui yo. Este es su cadáver.» Pero junto a la nota no hay ningún cadáver. Vesta Gul, que acaba de mudarse tras la muerte de su marido y no conoce a nadie en su nuevo hogar, no sabe muy bien qué hacer con esta información. Comienza a obsesionarse con la figura de Magda y a elucubrar con las diversas maneras en que pudieron asesinarla, si es que efectivamente ocurrió tal cosa. Su aislamiento la conduce a una serie de ideas que comienzan a encontrar un reflejo en la vida real. De un modo emocionante y terrorífico, las piezas parecen encajar: a encajar entre sí y con las zonas más oscuras de su propio pasado. Solo hay dos opciones para resolver este misterio: una explicación banal e inocente o una causa profundamente siniestra.
ENGLISH DESCRIPTION
"[An] intricate and unsettling new novel . . . Death in Her Hands is not a murder mystery, nor is it really a story about self-deception or the perils of escapism. Rather, it's a haunting meditation on the nature and meaning of art."
-Kevin Power, The New Yorker
From one of our most ceaselessly provocative literary talents, a novel of haunting metaphysical suspense about an elderly widow whose life is upturned when she finds an ominous note on a walk in the woods.
While on her daily walk with her dog in a secluded woods, a woman comes across a note, handwritten and carefully pinned to the ground by stones. "Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn't me. Here is her dead body." But there is no dead body. Our narrator is deeply shaken; she has no idea what to make of this. She is new to this area, alone after the death of her husband, and she knows no one.
Becoming obsessed with solving this mystery, our narrator imagines who Magda was and how she met her fate. With very little to go on, she invents a list of murder suspects and possible motives for the crime. Oddly, her suppositions begin to find correspondences in the real world, and with mounting excitement and dread, the fog of mystery starts to fade into menacing certainty. As her investigation widens, strange dissonances accrue, perhaps associated with the darkness in her own past; we must face the prospect that there is either an innocent explanation for all this or a much more sinister one.
A triumphant blend of horror, suspense, and pitch-black comedy, Death in Her Hands asks us to consider how the stories we tell ourselves both reflect the truth and keep us blind to it. Once again, we are in the hands of a narrator whose unreliability is well earned, and the stakes have never been higher.
Una mezcla única de novela negra y humor macabro, tan inimitable como la propia autora.
«Otessa Moshfegh es ya la next great thing de la literatura norteamericana. ¿Contrapartes en español? Sara Mesa, Mariana Enríquez o Elvira Navarro. Todas descendientes de hembras extrañas como Silvina Ocampo, Joy Williams y Sylvia Plath.» -Rodrigo Fresán, Vanity Fair
«Una escritora que, como Henry James o Vladimir Nabokov, está bendecida tanto con la genialidad como con la crueldad.» -The New Yorker
Mientras pasea a su perro por el bosque, Vesta Gul se topa con una nota manuscrita. «Se llamaba Magda. Nadie sabrá nunca quién la mató. No fui yo. Este es su cadáver.» Pero junto a la nota no hay ningún cadáver. Vesta Gul, que acaba de mudarse tras la muerte de su marido y no conoce a nadie en su nuevo hogar, no sabe muy bien qué hacer con esta información. Comienza a obsesionarse con la figura de Magda y a elucubrar con las diversas maneras en que pudieron asesinarla, si es que efectivamente ocurrió tal cosa. Su aislamiento la conduce a una serie de ideas que comienzan a encontrar un reflejo en la vida real. De un modo emocionante y terrorífico, las piezas parecen encajar: a encajar entre sí y con las zonas más oscuras de su propio pasado. Solo hay dos opciones para resolver este misterio: una explicación banal e inocente o una causa profundamente siniestra.
ENGLISH DESCRIPTION
"[An] intricate and unsettling new novel . . . Death in Her Hands is not a murder mystery, nor is it really a story about self-deception or the perils of escapism. Rather, it's a haunting meditation on the nature and meaning of art."
-Kevin Power, The New Yorker
From one of our most ceaselessly provocative literary talents, a novel of haunting metaphysical suspense about an elderly widow whose life is upturned when she finds an ominous note on a walk in the woods.
While on her daily walk with her dog in a secluded woods, a woman comes across a note, handwritten and carefully pinned to the ground by stones. "Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn't me. Here is her dead body." But there is no dead body. Our narrator is deeply shaken; she has no idea what to make of this. She is new to this area, alone after the death of her husband, and she knows no one.
Becoming obsessed with solving this mystery, our narrator imagines who Magda was and how she met her fate. With very little to go on, she invents a list of murder suspects and possible motives for the crime. Oddly, her suppositions begin to find correspondences in the real world, and with mounting excitement and dread, the fog of mystery starts to fade into menacing certainty. As her investigation widens, strange dissonances accrue, perhaps associated with the darkness in her own past; we must face the prospect that there is either an innocent explanation for all this or a much more sinister one.
A triumphant blend of horror, suspense, and pitch-black comedy, Death in Her Hands asks us to consider how the stories we tell ourselves both reflect the truth and keep us blind to it. Once again, we are in the hands of a narrator whose unreliability is well earned, and the stakes have never been higher.
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